So the other day, I was looking for my Halo 2 pre-order receipt for expensing purposes (don’t you love when Halo 2 is considered work related?). I looked all over the place when I found it on the floor of my “gaming room” (my dad’s office converted to a room dedicated to console gaming). Anyhow, the receipt was not in good condition. Apparently, my dog Dobi had gotten a hold of it and no matter how lame it sounds, “My dog ate my Halo 2 receipt”.

See exhibit A below of the evidence:

This is not the first time my dog has gotten a hold of my stuff. I’ve had eyes chewed out of my stuffed animals, beanies with holes in them, pillows torn apart, etc. But regardless, I love my awkwardly long, short legged, big headed Welsh Corgi. He may just seem like a weird deformed breed, but honestly the reason I chose him was because of my obsession with Cowboy Bebop. See the resemblence?

For such a short little dog, he’s incredibly fast, incredibly smart (most of the time), and super friendly. In fact, sometimes too friendly because he’d probably run off with a stranger if I didn’t stop him. And no matter how many hours I spend gaming, he’s always by my side. Sometimes just sleeping, but sometimes playing fetch with his squeaky toy in between respawn times. Oh, and if you were wondering why random sqeaking noises are coming from my mic, now you know who the culprit is.